The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 198 Bodhisattva Monk
"boom--"

In the turbulent purple thundercloud, a beam of thunder and lightning light about ten feet thick fell, striking the body of the divine beast Di Ting.

"Whoa-"

Truth listened to a roar of pain, and the sound moved the whole world.

After a beam of thunder and lightning fell, the thunder cloud had not dissipated yet, Xu Ping continued to pinch Fa Jue, and another Nine Heavens Thunder was brewing in the thunder cloud.

The purple thunder arc was wrapped in the thunder cloud, shining all over the sky, and under this thunder cloud, the beast Di Ting was already torn from flesh and blood, covered with golden blood.

Drops of golden blood slipped from its body, dyeing the place where it stood golden yellow.

"Who are you?"

Listen to the loud roar.

I never thought that it was obviously just a ghost, but suddenly, it showed such strength.

But under the divine power of Jiuxiao Shenlei, it has no ability to resist at all.

"boom--"

It was answered by another purple divine thunder.

Bathed in the beam of thunder and lightning, the extreme pain spread throughout the body, listening to the crazy roar.

The Metropolitan King and Song Emperor, who came from afar, were very anxious when they heard the voice, but they were still on their way.

Thunder and lightning raged crazily in the body, smashing every meridian, and directly let the beast listen, lying limply on the ground, dying.

Xu Ping directly put all his spiritual consciousness into manipulating the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and when the divine thunder fell one after another, the evil spirit in his body became empty.

Suddenly, Xu Ping noticed two figures approaching quickly not far away.

And behind the two of them, there was a mass of darkness, and a large number of evil soldiers and ghosts gathered.

No way, we have to withdraw!
With this thought in mind, Xu Ping summoned up all his strength, pinched Fa Jue, and then turned around and jumped into the Nether River.

At this moment, a thick purple divine thunder fell from the sky, and it exploded on the body of Di Ting Divine Beast.

The raging divine thunder completely exploded in Di Ting's body, taking away the last breath of life in it.

The real man never looked back at the explosion, and the three incarnations entangled with the Divine Beast of Di Ting had already been taken back by Xu Ping and disappeared in place.

But he was hiding in the Nether River, and quickly swam towards the city for more than half a step.

The Emperor Song and the Metropolitan King came late, and when they saw the wreckage and the meat-smelling divine beasts listening to them, they were shocked, but also terrified.

Although the immortal energy between the heaven and the earth no longer exists, the growth of the spiritual beast's Taoism, like them, has also become very slow.

But this is the divine beast under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
just now……

Smelling the smell of meat wafting in the air, the two Yan Jun were surprised to find that it seemed to be ripe.

The Yin soldiers and evil ghosts who followed were directly attracted by the smell of meat, and rushed to the wreckage of Di Ting, biting the body that smelled of meat.

"stop!"

"Stop me all!"

The two Lords of Yan yelled loudly, but at this moment, these Yin soldiers and evil ghosts looked crazy, how could they listen to what they were saying.

This time Truth Listening came more than half a step, it was at the order of the Bodhisattva to bring the news of launching the final counterattack.

Just now, Emperor Song had just finished discussing with the Dushi King, and reached an agreement on the plan that was more than half a step away, and planned to go farewell for Di Ting.

Unexpectedly, this divine beast listened carefully, after staying for several days, it decided to return to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva today, but it never expected that such a thing would happen just as it was about to go back.

The majestic beast was made into a skewer, and it is still being eaten by a group of evil spirits.

Like a vicious dog preying on food, these evil soldiers and evil ghosts went forward one after another, even if the two Yamas tried to stop them, they would not listen at all.

It was as if the smell of meat lingering in the air possessed magical powers in a dream, making them completely forget everything.

"stop!"

"You stop me!"

Emperor Song let out a roar, and a circle of energy swayed around him. The nearby Yin soldiers and evil spirits were the first to bear the brunt, and they were directly shaken out of their wits.

Those who were a little further away were also shaken away from Di Ting's corpse.

In the chaos, three figures appeared on the edge of the Yin soldiers and evil spirits.

Huang San and Lao Luo are still Xu Ping.

But the Xu Ping who appeared at this time, like the two of them, was an avatar.

Xu Ping's body is still in the Nether River, and he needs to meet with Song Qingling to transmit the news.

Although it is possible to achieve the effect of a long-distance call through a beauty face, Xu Ping feels that it is important to talk about it in person.

"My lord, what happened?"

The three avatars hurried to the city king.

Seeing the three of them, the Metropolitan King quickly asked, "Master Di Ting is dead, did you find anything suspicious?"

Emperor Song's eyes also moved over.

"No."

"I haven't seen it either."

"At that time in the underground building, I met Mr. Di Ting. It asked us a few words, and then left the underground building together. After parting ways, we never saw it again."

The third elder brother's incarnation had already spoken, saying that they had just rushed over from Piaoxianglou, Zhenzhen, Aiai, and Lianlian from Piaoxianglou could testify.

The Metropolitan King naturally trusted them, but the Song Emperor remained skeptical.

After all, the three in front of me were the last to see Di Ting.

No, I can't listen to their one-sided words. I'll go to Piaoxianglou to ask later.

Now on the field, the body of the beast Di Ting has become fragmented, only a part of the skeleton still has some pieces of meat hanging on it.

Now that the Divine Beast of Di Ting has died, and even the corpse has become mutilated, how can I explain this to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

In case Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva blames him...

Emperor Song and the Metropolitan King didn't even dare to think about it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

However, at this moment, the mutation regenerated.

The sound of exploding firecrackers continued to be heard from all around, and the sound of bangs and bangs continued.

Those ghost soldiers who gnawed on Di Ting's corpse had scrutinized purple thunder moving in their bodies, so that their bodies exploded directly, exploding large pieces of purple awns.

And this Zimang even took away the Yin soldiers and evil spirits standing nearby. Just this series of explosions caused heavy casualties to the thousands of Yin soldiers and evil spirits who came here.

……

After controlling the ghost soldiers who were bewitched by the smell of meat and had gone mad.

Emperor Song's face was already ashen. He looked around and said in a shy voice, "Young City King, you must explain this matter to the Bodhisattva."

The city king also showed horror, but when he heard his words, he froze for a moment, and said, "What's the matter with me?"

If such a big crime is added to your body, wouldn't you be doomed, and he is not stupid. It can be heard that the Song Emperor wants to shirk his responsibility.

Emperor Song snorted coldly: "When Di Ting was at my place, it was still fine, but within a few days after arriving at your [-]th-floor building, it became like this. Does it have nothing to do with you?"

The Metropolitan King also felt that he was suffering from bad luck, but he still said: "Who killed Master Di Ting, this matter must be investigated, but he wants me to bear the responsibility alone..."

As he said that, he snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, that's absolutely impossible, Mr. Di listened to it in half a step, not in my basement, don't even think about it, pick it up yourself. "

Emperor Song said bluntly: "No matter what, after seeing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I will naturally tell the truth."

The Metropolitan King pondered for a long time, and did not argue with him, but said: "The most urgent thing is to find out the murderer."

In the underworld, there are not many Yin gods who can kill Di Ting.

Except for Hades and the four judges who monopolize the power now, it is basically impossible to do other things such as black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face.

After a thorough analysis, the two Lord Yan felt that Zhong Kui must have done this.

They can recognize that Di Ting died under the Nine Heavens Thunder, and the Nine Heavens Thunder is the supreme magic of Taoism, and the Yin God who can master the Nine Heavens Thunder.

There should be only Zhong Kui.

After all, he was the only one, and he practiced Taoist techniques.

But with Zhong Kui's strength alone, can he do it?

The two Yan Jun expressed doubts, only feeling terrified in their hearts.

Originally, I chose to follow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva because the other party is a super existence in the underworld.

But now it seems that there is a mysterious expert hidden in the underworld.

Cui Yu is currently being imprisoned in the underground building.

Wei Zheng and Yan Luowang presided over the overall situation in the Fengdu Difu, so they must have no time to separate themselves.

The remaining one, Lu Zhidao, is stationed in the eighteenth floor of hell all the year round, and basically never goes out.

What's more, it is also impossible for him to withdraw from the current situation of the [-]th floor of hell.

But in the end, there must be a scapegoat. Song Emperor thought about it and said directly: "Is there any need to think about this matter? Besides that Zhong Kui, who else can it be?"

After speaking, he added another sentence: "I didn't expect Zhong Kui's strength to have reached this level. We must notify Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva as soon as possible."

The Metropolitan King said softly: "Do you still need to inform Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha about this matter? Listen to the death of the beast, and the Bodhisattva must have already sensed it."

……

"Listen...he's dead!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting on the black lotus is surrounded by Buddha aggregates, forming a rainbow-like halo, bringing a ray of light to the dark environment.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

The moment Diting died, he had already received the message, but he still couldn't know who did it.

The simple task of sending a message led to Di Ting's death. He was extremely distressed, and his eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, also had a slight ripple.

"I told you you wouldn't succeed."

In the dark place opposite the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, a voice suddenly came, the voice was soft and calm, without the slightest emotion.

The Buddha aggregates around Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly enlarged, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Emerging from the darkness is a white-faced monk, wearing a simple monk's robe, with a soft face and a smile that has never changed for thousands of years.

The monk sitting cross-legged on the ground was exactly the same as that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in terms of appearance alone, and his facial features remained unchanged.

After he calmly said this sentence, he looked at the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him with a look of pity.

It was this kind of look that made Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was already unhappy, furious.

"The Buddha said that we are undergoing a great change that has not been seen in thousands of years. At this time, it is a great time to fully control the hell, but you just said that the Buddha is wrong."

"Are you still a citizen of my Buddha? Do you really think that I won't kill you?"

He angrily scolded the white-faced monk in front of him, extremely dissatisfied.

The smile on the corner of the monk's mouth did not diminish, and he said softly: "I am you, and you are me. If I don't believe it, you don't believe it. If you are like Sun Dasheng, you can do it this time, but since you don't want to, No, it’s really hard to do this.”

The tone was still the same, but this time Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not get angry anymore, but after pondering for a long time, he said: "I keep you just to see if it is you who are wrong or the Buddha is wrong."

"The Buddha was wrong!"

The monk replied directly, without giving him any face.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not argue with him any more, but asked: "Ting Ting is with you and me day and night, and we stay together day and night. Now that you are killed, don't you want revenge?"

The monk said: "Since we don't know who did it, how can we talk about revenge."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned slightly, and said: "There are not many people in the underworld who can have such means. It should not be difficult to guess. Who do you think it is?"

"do not know!"

The monk said directly.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was speechless, and did not ask him any more, but said to himself: "If it is possible and capable to do this, maybe Zhong Kui is the only one, but... when did his practice become so diligent? fast?"

The monk still looked indifferent, "Hehe, of course it is because you are suffering retribution for what you have done. The end of listening to you is the best omen."

"Di Ting is dead, don't you really feel sad?"

"So what if you are sad, what if you are not sad, on the contrary, Di Ting was moved by your slander and helped the evildoers, and dying this time is also retribution."

"There will be retribution in the dark. Helping the evil is the cause, and the brutal death is the result."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Forget it, it seems that we can't talk about going together after all."

The monk smiled and said, "If we can talk about it together, you won't separate me."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not say any more, but retracted the Buddha's energy that illuminated the surroundings, and the place where the monk was was plunged into darkness again, and his figure disappeared.

……

Xu Ping swam out of the Nether River silently, still under the locust tree, Song Qingling was sitting under the tree with his knees hugged, waiting for him.

As early as in the Youming River, Xu Ping had already contacted Song Qingling through the beauty face, which made the latter look happy and rushed here without stopping.

The beauty can only have one-sided contact, she waited all the time, and finally waited for Xu Ping's call, and she was very happy in her heart.

Seeing a head popping out of the Youming River suddenly, Song Qingling froze for a moment, then smiled brightly, and stepped forward quickly, "Brother Xu, you are here."

Xu Ping evaporated the moisture on his body, and said quickly: "Go quickly and tell Ah Li, I saw Judge Cui Yu, and asked her to leave the underworld as soon as possible."

"They are ready to launch a violent offensive."

Song Qingling was still in the mentality of a little girl at this time, thinking that this meeting was to talk about love, when she heard this, she couldn't help but let out an ah.

"What are you, don't hurry up."

"Oh……"

Song Qingling responded, and the excited expression on her small face disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

Just as she was about to leave, Xu Ping suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a moment!"

　Sorry, got drunk yesterday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)